Sunday, November 4, 2012

TALKING POLITICS

"But not these fellas. They are just tuned in for the opening of the Oats box.."

"Ever see taters picked? The lead tractor slowly pulls that orange digger. It moves the taters up conveyor belts and shakes off much of the dirt and gives them a bit of a rinse. Then it dumps them into the truck. The truck is being pulled by the other tractor because the field is so muddy. These are either delightful reds or else Yukon Golds. They get stored in climate controlled warehouses and are bagged and sold all over the world for many months." - RG the InFarmationer!(PS - remind me to tell you about my idea for a robot blueberry picker! I'm gonna be rich and famous!)

10 comments:

Well, RG, I'd say you are already famous and I hope you are rich, rich. That means that you have enough bases covered that you don't wonder what bridge you will be sleeping under too often. It is very clear that you are very rich in all other ways. You are going to broom the blueberries with a robot of yourself? Thanks for the agricultural info. I know I speak for the multitudes clamouring to know more when I ask how the hops are coming? Does the harvesting being muddy mean you've been getting good rain finally?

Oh, it matters not which political robot puke wins this election. Same Sh*t, Different Day. SSDD. They are all liars, cheats, self serving, backstabbing, indian giving, sabotaging, out of touch with reality and the blue collar workers that keep this country running. There is no happy middle. One robot puke is one hammer and sickle away from being a Bolshevik puke and the other is a religious right puke with a plastic smile and is very scary "whitebread". Bugger both candidates!

Oh, sweet HOR bunnies, you ARE far above the stupidity of political banter and politicising every poop and strand of hay. I am on YOUR side!

I LOVE me some taters. When my husband was in Australia when he was in the army, the American soldiers were ordering potatoes with every meal. The Australian army cooks were getting frustrated because potatoes were a luxury there, and very expensive. Of course, the US army soldiers did not know that, as potatoes were as commonplace to them as apple pie and coca cola.

You two just leave your brooms outside the door of the of the voting site when you go in and VOTE. Sorry, Sir Speedy, you cannot vote here, but I am sure you do the responsible thing when called upon as a UK bunny.

I always vote. Unfortunately, it has always been a choice of lesser evils. How'z about I give Speedy my vote. I know he is not an American national, but if a man can be born in another country and illegally become President, why can't a Rabbit native of the UK vote in our election? Just comparing apples to apples...